Frank Sinatra - Dolores текст песни

Writer(s): frank loesser, louis alter

How I love the kisses of dolores

Aye-aye-aye dolores

Not marie or emily or doris

Only my dolores

>from a balcony above me

She whispers love me and throws a rose

Ah but she is twice as lovely

As the rose she throws

I would die to be with my dolores

Aye-aye-aye dolores

I was made to serenade dolores

Chorus after chorus

Just imagine eyes like moonrise

A voice like music, lips like wine

What a break if I could make dolores

Mine all mine.

I would die to be with my dolores

Aye-aye-aye dolores

I was made to serenade dolores

Chorus after chorus

Just imagine eyes like moonrise

A voice like music, lips like wine

What a break if I could make dolores

Mine all mine